She opened her eyes, and the trust and want I saw there nearly undid me.
"I love you," I said, positioning myself at her entrance."And I'm never letting you push me away again."
"Don't let me," she breathed."Even when I try."
I pushed inside her slowly, watching her face as she stretched to accommodate me.A week apart, and she still felt like the best thing I'd ever experienced.
"Move," she demanded when I was fully seated."Please move."
I did, setting a slow, deep rhythm that had her gasping beneath me.But slow didn't last long.Not when she was meeting me thrust for thrust, her nails digging into my shoulders, her legs wrapped around my waist pulling me deeper.
"Harder," she panted."I need more."
I gave her what she asked for, driving into her with all the pent-up need from a week of distance.She took everything I gave her and demanded more, and I loved her for it.
"Touch yourself," I said."I want to feel you come around me."
She slid her hand between us, her fingers finding her clit, and the sight of her pleasuring herself while I was inside her was almost too much.
"That's it, baby.Make yourself come for me."
"I'm close."Her body was already tightening around me."So close."
"Then come.Let me feel it."
She shattered, crying out my name as her orgasm tore through her.The feel of her convulsing around me pushed me over the edge, and I followed her with a groan, burying my face in her neck as pleasure overwhelmed every sense.
We lay there afterward, both of us breathing hard, our bodies still joined.
"That was worth waiting a week for," she said.
"Don't ever make me wait a week again."
"Deal."She traced patterns on my back."Stay like this.Just for a minute."
I shifted my weight but stayed inside her, and she sighed contentedly.
"I really do love you," she said."Even when I'm pushing you away.Even when I'm scared.I love you."
"I know, baby.I love you too."
We lay there in comfortable silence, and for the first time since this whole thing started, I felt like we might actually make it.Not because we had it all figured out.Not because the path ahead was clear.
But because we'd both finally stopped running.